Mr. Hubert. How was the man dressed?
Mr. Evans. He was—had on a T-shirt, pants and T-shirt.
Mr. Hubert. No hat?
Mr. Evans. No hat.
Mr. Hubert. And you said he had some laundry in his hands?
Mr. Evans. Yes, sir.
Mr. Hubert. Did he live in that same apartment house?
Mr. Evans. Well, I went up the stairs first, and he went up behind me, and we went up the first flight. I figured he lived on the first flight. I didn’t know where he lived, so, when we went around and went up the second flight he was right behind me, and I said, “How are you this morning?” And he ignored me like I didn’t—well, somebody going along with both arms full of laundry, I would open the door, because he was going up on the same floor, so, when he didn’t speak with me, I said, “Well, heck with you.” So, I walked on and he went in 207 there.
Mr. Hubert. He went in apartment 207? Was this laundry he had already clean, or what?
Mr. Evans. Well, they had a—they’ve got a washer and dryer in the basement in the apartment.